funbook-pk Chapter 12 Picked up
Chapter 12 Picked up
"Not bad, not bad." The old man smiled with satisfaction. "This young man is indeed good." Most importantly, he's willing to stand up for his granddaughter!
"Why have I never seen someone like this around Liu Yue before?" Luo Yishui muttered deliberately.
Sikong Yu's face was ashen. This good-for-nothing had resorted to such despicable means just to get a second glance from him.
I don't know where they found a gigolo.
Oh, that's ridiculous.
The second round is a one-on-one challenge, with opponents randomly selected.
"Haha, whoever draws Jun Liuyue is definitely a lucky one."
"Yes! Please, please let me draw Jun Liuyue! If I could draw Jun Liuyue, I'd be willing to give you 10,000 spirit stones and lose 20 pounds!!"
"You've got all the benefits? Get lost!"
"Haha, I drew Jun Liuyue!"
Among the disciples who drew lots, one who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old burst into laughter and almost spun around on the spot.
Drawing Jun Liuyue is equivalent to advancing directly!
Moreover, he was only a beginner-level Spirit Master, so he would definitely not have a chance of winning if he drew other disciples, but it would be different if he drew Jun Liuyue!
Guaranteed to win!
Jun Liuyue stood up from her seat and walked to the weapon rack.
He picked up a whip at random.
He went on stage.
"This good-for-nothing got lucky in the first round, but he can't keep getting lucky all the time, right?"
The crowd murmured amongst themselves, none daring to raise their voices, after all, that disciple had just gone completely mad.
Although the pretty boy next to Jun Liuyue didn't have any contact with that disciple, the fact that the person went mad must be related to this pretty boy.
"Young Miss, you flatter me!" The disciple looked at Jun Liuyue excitedly, and the next second, he launched an attack.
*Snap!* Just as the disciple charged forward with his sword...
The whip in Liu Yue's hand seemed to come alive, not only dodging the disciple's attacks but also wrapping around his waist.
The disciple who was confident of victory just a second ago was suddenly thrown off the dueling platform.
The girl on the stage stood tall and looked down at him coldly: "You lost."
"Damn it, am I hallucinating?"
The onlookers in their seats all stood up.
"I clearly didn't sense any spiritual energy fluctuations from you, so why?" The disciple was completely baffled.
Impossible! How could he not even beat a piece of trash? And in just one move... just one move!
Wouldn't he be even more useless than a piece of trash? The disciple looked utterly defeated.
"Jun Liuyue wins!" The Grand Elder, who had been stunned, snapped out of his daze.
"She won! She won! Jun Liuyue actually won!"
"Heavens! Could it be that the patriarch had already made arrangements?"
"Could it be that the patriarch wants Jun Liuyue to be one of the candidates for patriarch?"
"Big brother, why has Liuyue suddenly changed?"
The eldest elder approached Old Master Jun and asked curiously.
"What? My granddaughter is not a good-for-nothing! It was expected that these people would lose to my granddaughter."
The elder looked on with suspicion.
Is there really no behind-the-scenes manipulation?
"Why are you looking at me like that? You, from the Elder Council, can't beat my granddaughter, so you suspect me of cheating? Humph, I would never stoop to such a thing!"
The old man snorted coldly.
"We'll see who's real in the third round." The Grand Elder couldn't believe his eyes. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that this girl could actually defeat a Spirit Master in the early stages!
"Liu Yue, I don't want to face you on the dueling stage," Jun Chengfeng said condescendingly as he walked over.
He suspected that Jun Liuyue had completely forgotten what happened that night.
Amnesia?
"Entering the third round will not do you any good! You might as well abstain now. Besides, your grandfather is the head of the family, and you are a woman. It is meaningless for you to compete for the position of family head."
Jun Chengfeng said.
In the Jun family, succession has always been passed down to the most capable!
Even if you're not a member of the main family, you can still take a gamble.
It doesn't discriminate between men and women.
"What's that stuck between your ears? Poop?"
Jun Liuyue looked up at him.
"Ryu, Ryugetsu, I'm doing this for your own good."
Bang! Before Jun Chengfeng could finish speaking, Yin Ming had already made his move.
Jun Chengfeng was no match for Yin Ming, and was caught completely off guard, flying out instantly and crashing heavily to the ground.
Jun Liuyue looked at Yin Ming.
The latter's expression was cold. "He's repulsive."
puff!
Liu Yue couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He nodded seriously: "Yes, she really is annoying."
"Liuyue, what happened to you?"
"When did I ever need someone like you, a distant relative, to tell me what to do? Who do you think you are?" Liu Yue said coldly.
Jun Chengfeng, relying on the original owner's dependence, acted arrogantly and domineeringly in the Jun family! In reality, if it weren't for the resources the original owner had given him, Jun Chengfeng would have been bullied to death long ago.
"Yin Ming, let's go."
Yin Ming naturally took Liu Yue's hand and glanced at Jun Chengfeng on the ground. Just one glance—and the latter felt a chill run through his body.
Just who is this man? That punch just now... he, a mid-level spiritual master, didn't even feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy, and was seriously injured.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness I took the pill." Jun Chengfeng clutched his stomach, feeling as if his internal organs had shifted.
Fortunately, he had taken a pill in the Wuwang Mountains last time, although he looked badly injured and about to die.
But in reality, it was all an illusion! He wasn't actually injured; it was just a ruse to deceive everyone and get through the ordeal.
"Jun Liuyue, this is your own doing. I was going to let you off the hook because of our years of friendship, but now... hah."
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Tournament ring.
"Liuyue, I don't want to be your enemy, but you insist on choosing me."
Jun Chengfeng said helplessly.
Jun Liuyue toyed with the whip in her hand. "Let's begin."
As the Grand Elder's voice fell, an invisible barrier enveloped the arena.
"You didn't lose your memory at all, did you?" Jun Chengfeng sneered. The dueling platform was blocked, so his voice couldn't be heard.
Jun Chengfeng then became even more unscrupulous.
"You want revenge?" Jun Chengfeng laughed loudly. "Back at Wuwang Cliff, I said that a piece of trash is a piece of trash, and that will never change! Do you think that just because the patriarch has used pills to strengthen you, you can beat me?"
Jun Chengfeng was very confident; his cultivation level was among the best of the new generation in the Jun family!
Even a piece of trash wants to challenge him.
It's just a fool's errand.
"Has anyone ever told you that the more you talk, the faster you die?" the girl said lightly.
"Hahaha," Jun Chengfeng said as if he had heard a joke, "Jun Liuyue, do you know how disgusting you are? You're not even as good as one of Yishui's fingers!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, spiritual energy surged around Jun Chengfeng, and a strong wind arose inside the arena.
Jun Chengfeng used all his spiritual power in this attack, making it extremely ruthless! His aim was to take Jun Liuyue's life.
A deafening roar and flying sand and stones instantly obscured what was happening inside for those outside.
Everyone imagined that Jun Liuyue wouldn't last long before being kicked out of the game.
Jun Liuyue didn't want to waste any more time arguing with Jun Chengfeng. She sneered and unleashed her spiritual power.
Spiritual power!?
Jun Chengfeng broke out in a cold sweat. How could this good-for-nothing be able to mobilize spiritual power!
Boom! Jun Chengfeng attacked Jun Liuyue's vital point.
But the next second, a red shadow flashed before my eyes.
"Where are the people!?"
Suddenly, a hand pressed down on his head.
Click!
His neck was severed. Only a layer of skin and flesh remained connecting it.